Reason. The point where man begins to find that he exists.
Children from all over the world have the same religion, childhood!
We sleep with dream, fantasy and hope, but we always get up with reality.
The word is the beginning and silence the end. Between word and silence, we exist.
The cry of true love which is abandoned, is like the scream of the bird when it dies!
Black Holle is a sphere that is born in the same sphere, parallel to it, from its matter, but displaced in time and space, another parallel universe.